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in the text or not. The original date of posting to the MMSA was: 16 Dec 2006

"Ow", "Owwwwwwwwwww", "Oh, ok I got your point", "Yelp,
owwwwwwww".

Russell was laying face down across his stepdad's lap.

"Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww", "Oh, that hurts", "Man, please stop",
"Ow".

Russell was naked as a pin.

"Owww, please", "Yelp", "Yelp", "Ohhhhhhhh, yelp",
"Oh, owwwwwwwwww".

Russell was getting his bare bottom spanked.

Spank, Spank, Spank, Slap, Slap, Spank, Spank, Whap, Spank, Spank.

Russell's stepdad felt the 18 year old needed a man's hand.

Slap, Slap, Spank, Spank, Spank, Whack, Whack, Whap, Spank, Slap.

Fred knew that he was the one to supply that hand right across Russell's tender fanny.

Spank, "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww", Whack, "Yelp, yelp, please, owwwww".

Fred whacked those cheeks with stinging wrist snapping spanks.

Fred was kind of glad that Russell had accumulated enough naughty boy points in the past
couple of weeks to earn this spanking.

Fred was going away for a month on business in a couple of days and he wanted his stepson
to be left with a painful reminder of the consenquences of naughty behavior.

The last time that he left for a couple of weeks, he returned to find a boy in need of a
damn good spanking.

Fred had marched into the teenager's room, lifted the boy's legs in the air and spanked
his fanny diaper style.

Russell never forgot it.

He was laying back on his bed reading. He was wearing only a thong and was shocked when
his stepfather barged in, lifted his long slender legs up and over and delivered a scorching spanking
to his rear end.

That spanking hurt real bad.

Maybe since the buttocks are stretched when the boy is in the diaper
posion, there is less padding and the spanking hurts more?

Russell certainly did not analyze it that way of course.

Russell just knew that his peaches were burning red when Fred's hand has finished tearing
a path across the expanse of tender pink territory.

"Ow, yelp", "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww", "Ow, yelp", "Owwwwww".

Russell's peachs were a deep crimsom right now and the boy was feeling the sting blazing
across every inch of those peaches.

Suddenly Fred stopped spanking.

Russell knew better, though he hoped, then to think that his stepdad was done spanking his
ass.

"Whoossssssssh", Russell's breath came of of him as his hands hit the floor up
front and his face was about an inch from the carpet.

Fred had let go of Russell's right wrist, which he had pinned to the lad's side and, gripping
Russ by his slender waist, pulled the boy forward.

Russell knew it. His step father was going to spank his upper thighs.

There goes sitting on the pot with the sports page for about a week.

Fred knew that Russell would not be able to reach back and shield his thighs from the spanks,
which is why he let the boy's right wrist free.

Whack, "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwww", Whack, "Yelp, yelp, owwww", Russell howled
out at the first smack to his ultra sensitive upper thighs.

He hated those thigh spanks. Not that he loved the spanks to his ass cheeks either but those
thigh spanks were scorchers.

"Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww", "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww", Russell screamed out
and his legs windmilled the air.

Spank, Spank, "What a disciplinarian has to go through to get the job done", Fred
thought to himself, with a smile.

Spank, Spank, Whack, "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww", Russell's latest spanking had
come to an end, and like all of Fred's spankings, the teenager's entire rear area, from top
of his butt cheeks to the bottom of his upper thighs, were a deep scarlet.

Fred pulled the boy off of his lap and Russell had a hard time steadying himself. Fred to
the rescue.

Fred kept a firm grip on each of the smooth pink shoulders of the boy, while the teenager
rubbed his spanked hiney and wept bitterly.

"Try and be a good boy while I'm gone", said the stepdad, "I don't want to
have to repeat this when I come back". Fred had pushed the boy's longish hair out of his
face and pulled his chin up to look in his red puppy dog eyes.

"Yes, dad", Russ answered through his tears.

Fred grabbed the boy and pulled him into a tight hug.

Russ was always amazed at how the man who had spanked him to tears had such a loving hug.

"Russell, I told you it was time to get up!", Jane, Russell's mom had yelled in
for the second time.

Russell had a dental appointment. Jnae noticed that Russ was a lot more cooperative this
time that his stepdad had went away on a trip.

"A little spanking goes a long way", Jane had thought to her self, a couple of
days after Fred had left.

Even though he was better behaved, Russ was getting a little lazy and his mom was getting
annoyed.

"Get up, now!", Jane demanded.

"Ok!", was the answer as she looked in to see her teenage son finally sitting
up in bed.

Russ was clad in low cut tight Calvins. His mom had bought them for him. They were sparkling
white and had grey trim around the waist and legs.

Russell had a big bulge in his shorts and decided to handle it.

Russell peeled off his Calvins and brought his legs up.

Russell rubbed intensive care cream in both hands.

Russell gripped his hardon in his right hand and slipped the middle finger of his left
hand into his butt chute.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", Russ moaned in pleasure as he pumped his hot rod
and fingered his fart hole.

"Ahhhhhhhhh", Russ was thinking of all of the pussy that he had had.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh", Russ thought of all of the pussy that he hadn't had.

"Ahhhhhh", Russelt though how good it would feel having the purple headed dick of one
of his buddies up his butt hole.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", Russ came in torrents. The 18 year old moaned as the jism
squirted all over his pink belly.

Russ got ahold of him self and reached for a teeshirt that doubled as a cum towel and wiped
the spunk off of his belly.

Russ put his Calvins back on.

Russ did what most young guys do after an intense orgasm, he fell back asleep.

Jane peeked in the room at her sleeping beauty and sighed.

"Something needs to be done now".

Idea! "I'm gonna give that boy a spanking!".

Another idea,"I'll get Danny to help me". Jane went down to the basement where
Danny lived.

The 21 year old hunk was laying back on a couch watching tv. He had on a tight black pair
of speedo bike shorts and nothing else.

"Danny, I need your help".

"What's up mom?".

"Russell needs a spanking!".

"Ah", Danny burned a deep red at his mom's mentioning the "s" word,
"Wah, ah, when will Fred be back?".

"Not for a while so I'm gonna spank him and I need you to help me hold him down".

"Ah", Danny burned even redder. The mention of the word spanking was bad enough,
but the thought of his mom giving a spanking, wow.

"Yes, come upstairs and help me now, ok?".

Danny hated spankings but he had to admit that the heavy hand of his stepfather, applied
good and hard to his pumped ass did him a lot of good.

He felt sympathy for his little bro but how bad could a "mom" spanking be?

"Ok, mom", Danny agreed to help. The sympathy he felt for his little bro was mixed
with a funny feeling of "wanting" to help spank him.

Danny got up and bolted up the stairs with his mother walking right behind him.

Jane could not help smiling as she eyed the muscular butt cheeks of her oldest son, bulging
out of the tight shorts.

Jane could not help herself.

Spank, Spank. When they got to the top of the steps, Jane gave each of Danny's tempting
bottom cheeks a hefty spank.

Owww, hey mom", "Yelp, come on mom", Danny gave out two yelps, rubbed his
bottom and turned red as a beet.

All thoughts of his mom not being able to deliver the proper spanking faded fast.

"Let's go, little bro", yelled Danny as he grabbed his brother and pulled him
to his feet.

"Hey, what the fuck?", Russell was stunned and still half asleep.

"Hey, get the fuck off of me", Russ whined as Danny, on instructions from Mom,
dragged the 18 year old into the living room.

Jane smiled as she saw her 2 boys, so sexy in their skimpy outfits.

"I sure raised 2 hunks", Jane thought to herself.

In the living room, Jane sat down on the couch as Danny wrestled his baby brother toward
the couch.

"Let me go", the teenager yelled, as Danny sat down next to him mom, and wrestled
Russ down, so his face was in Danny's lap and his legs were between Jane's knee.

Danny pulled and suddenly Russell was laying down at which time Jane closed her legs, gripping
Russ's legs between them.

Russell's face was practically buried in Danny's sweaty crotch.

Danny didn't mind.

Actually, neither did Russell.

At the other end, Jane saw the Calvins tighten around Russell's cute moons and she lifted
her hand up and brought it down hard on the adorable bottom of her baby boy.

"Owwww, mom!!!!!!!!!!!", Russ was mortified and his mom's hand stung like he could
not believe.

Russ's indignant demands were interspersed with yelps in reaction to the burning hotness of the fire that the
maternal hand was delivering to his pink bottom.

""Owwwwwwwwwwwwww", Russ's bottom had just recovered from the tanning that
his stepdad had given him.

"Mom, cut it out", though his butt was burning, Russell somehow remained in denial.

His mom could not be spanking him!. This could not be happening.

Spank, Spank, "Russ's bottom told a different story.

It was indeed happening and the teenager was feeling the heat more and more by the minute.

"Owwwww", Jane's spanks did not cut straight to the bone like Fred's did but they
stung every layer of skin on the boy's buns and she was going at it good and hard.

Spank, Spank, Jane was not shy about giving those cute buttcheeks a good hard spanking.

The cheeks were so cute but as every mom knows, that cuteness is just a defense mechanism
that tried to make moms give a little loving pinch instead of a hard and well deserved spanking.

Jane fell for that crap for too long. She was gonna spank the boy and spank him good.

Spank, Spank, Spank, Spank, Spank,, Jane, having watched her husband spank the boys, gave
a nice series of spanks to the boy's upper thighs. Russ, broken at this point, howled in response
to the scalding and punishing maternal palm.

"Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, I'm sorry mom".

"You gonna cooperate from here on in young man?", Spank, Spank, Spank.

"Owwww, yes mom", "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww".

"Promise, Russell?", "Or do I have to spank you some more tomorrow?".

"Owwwwwwwwwwwwww, no mom, I will behave, "Owwwwwwwwww".

"Good, because I will spank you again if you don't listen and behave!".

Spank, Spank, "Owwwwwwww, waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa".

Russell's fece fell into Danny's lap as he cried hard.

Danny felt the tears wet his already moist crotch.

Russell was treated to the masculine smell of his big brother's sweaty ball sack and furry
butt crack.

It was not an unplesant smell to the teenager.

Jane stopped spanking and rubbed her son's bottom cheeks maternally.

Russ found this embarressing, but mixed with the smell of Danny's crotch, also somewhat
satisfying.

Finally Russell was let up and as he rubbed the seat of his Calvins, his mom took him into
a maternal bear hug and Danny joined in, wrapping his strong young arms around the bare shoulders
of his little bro.

Jane patted Russell's fanny lovingly and again Russ thought how hands that could spank so
hard could be so loving.

It would take a while for Russ ro realize that the spankings that he received were loving
actions in themselves.